Shall our souls be the drowned,
Because of the d**hs?
Will our organs shut down?
Amongst all our pain?
Amidst the fury, guilt and sorrow,
Pits of nothingness distort our thoughts,
d**h causes sorrow,
Sorrow causes guilt,
Guilt causes self-loathing
- no way out?
We find our hearts amidst the sorrow
What is it that caused this?
A heart so ripe it convulsed, exploding?
Leaving its feelings behind?
Old runes ancient, imprinted on our hearts
- a silent language
Our hearts engulfed by our ignorance
Drowning in its depths
Will guilt overwhelm what's good?
And evil take over instead?
For that, we must set our feelings aside
Enjoy what we have, life is hard
d**hs are challenges, accept them
- do not forfeit them